Substance, A Poem by ☺Lidice Megla

Substance Blowing bubbles walk- in- the park life as it may browning the march silken pajamas clearly worn two candle sticks two daffodils; life as it may browning the march blowing some bubbles eat a little dark chocolate close your eyes after inspect the trees interview the birds ask for the winds tell them to lift you -respect the rituals- -follow the prompts- silken pajamas the bird in the tree two candle sticks my moisten rose the sun is a nipple my mouth is the rain two silken daffodils the evocative substance, one purple one white in the depth of desire substances rise.

©Lidice Megla



 

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